The abyss is deep and the tunnel is dark. Under the leadership of Ji Zhun, a group of Jiuyoudao disciples shuttled through the complex tunnel and advanced toward a certain place where the Qinyin came.
Ji Qingyi was wearing a black robe and shuttled through the tunnel. His figure was as fast as a ghost. He sometimes used his escape technique, flashing away, and instantly skimming hundreds of feet. Sometimes he stopped to listen and locked in the man's direction. The disciples of Jiuyoudao sensed his breath with secret techniques and spread around him. Relying on the incense balls on his body and magic weapons to resist the demon sound, he formed a tight encirclement net around Ji Qingyi.
The sound of the piano was thrilling, echoing through the countless caves in the tunnel.
The sound of the piano seemed to come from all directions, and only Ji Feng could use his superb piano skills to lock in the source!
"It's coming soon!" Ji Fengyi was slightly filled with his steps, and he couldn't help but think of this inexplicable and strange situation and unknown piano player. He used the piano sound to awaken the sinister spirit that had been silent for thousands of years. This magic sound was heard in Ji Fengyi's ears and he could see the deep darkness in the heart of the piano player. It was not that the Jiuyou hidden in his heart that could not play such a magical piano sound.
It seems to be wandering among gods and demons, and it has frozen time at the moment when the gods fell together ten thousand years ago.
This kind of piano sound only when I heard my grandmother playing "Guangling San" in the Dragon Palace when I was young and missed my grandfather, I had similar charm.
Although I am determined to be a swordsman, I am proficient in music theory, but I cannot play such a piano sound.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano was slightly lower and the tunnel in front of him suddenly became clear.
A stone hall full of caves appeared in front of a group of demon disciples. In the hall, someone was wearing a white dress, disheveled hair, and sat upright on the stone platform.
He turned his back to everyone, and there was a varnished Fuxi-style guqin on his knees. At this time, he had already pressed the strings and slackened the sound of the zither.
As soon as he saw this person, Ji Feng was alert in his heart. The cramped stone wall around him suddenly retreated and fell into a vast darkness.
The tunnels and grottoes disappeared, and even the demon disciples around him became small in the spiritual sense. He felt that everything beside him suddenly sank into an extremely deep darkness. Between the heaven and earth, only he and the man in white who had a sense of existence filled the entire darkness!
The person behind the scenes finally appeared.
A third party force other than good and evil? Or another demon who ignores everything and is the only one who is the devil?
The man in white still pressed his left hand on the strings, but his right hand raised his finger slightly, plucking the Shang string slightly anxiously, making a series of broken and broken sounds. A hoarse, noisy, disordered, and intermittent sounds were like drops of rain, gathering into a rain curtain, like a scattered bead curtain falling to the ground, each sound was intermittent, and each sound...had a sense of familiarity that shocked Ji Lu.
A suffocation came from the tiny sound of the piano.
Ji Feng's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up. The flying sword in his hand had been pulled out of his sleeve. A narrow long sword with two fingers was horizontally crossed in front of his chest... A sword energy had pierced through the darkness, accompanied by a piano sound, suddenly pierced at Ji Feng, blocked by the flying sword that was crossed in front of his chest. The sharp sword energy suddenly penetrated through the tight sword light and entered his heart.
Ji Guang felt a pain in his heart and felt a faint pain in his heart. A disciple of the Jiuyoudao inner sect next to him was beheaded by a flying sword, and his head rolled to the ground.
With the sound of the piano, a fine sword energy intertwined in a hundred steps. The sword light swept across the cave, exuding an invisible murderous aura. It seemed as if invisible strings broke with the string of shattered Shangyin. The flying strings cut the darkness around the man in white, and together with the demon disciples who were trapped in darkness, they were divided into pieces. Blood splashed with the invisible sword energy, drawing the trajectory of sword energy on the stone wall.
The bloodstains, accompanied by the sound of the piano, Ji Feng vaguely seemed to see countless blood lines connected to the strings in the man in white.
"Bai Hong Guanri... No, it's just that the sword intent is similar!"
Ji Feng's thoughts flashed in his heart. The method that was extremely similar to his swordsmanship was swept from the mysterious man's hands and slaughtered several disciples of Jiuyoudao he brought with him with just one move, which made him alert, and sacrificed several formless gods and demons to break the cave.
"I have been waiting here for a long time in order to wait for you!"
Qian Chen held the strings with his left hand, raised his right hand slightly, coughed a few times, frowned slightly, said, "Forcibly imitating your sword technique, but the sword energy backfired and hurt my lungs. The true transmission still cannot restore the sword of the sword immortal Nie Zheng in the past!"
Ji Vi's pupils contracted slightly, and a feeling of trembling arises when he heard this.
Although the person in front of him looked like his cultivation was just as good as his, the feeling he gave him was extremely terrifying!
This is even more true after hearing this sentence.
In the past, the sword immortal Nie Zheng stabbed Han Kui and was known as one of the four great killers in the Middle Ages. This sword was also called "White Rainbow Punching the Sun" by the historians. It is said that with an inch of sword light, it can take away the light of the sun and the moon.
Nie Zheng's body of the soul, killing dozens of souls in one sword, and finally killing Han Kuai!
However, after he stabbed Han Kui, his swordsmanship was not passed down.
According to Cai Yong of Han Dynasty, after Nie Zheng's death, his swordsmanship was hidden. Because he was punished by his skin and face, he did not bury his flesh and blood, everyone thought that the nameless assassin was called, and even his body was suppressed by South Korea under the high platform of the palace. Nie Zheng's sister Nie Zheng met an immortal in Taishan. The lac body was ri, swallowed charcoal and changed his sound, practiced the zither, and the zither became... Then, under the zither, the audience played the zither, and the horses and cows stopped listening to it, so that they could hear the King of Han. The king summoned him and saw him and asked him to play the zither.
His sister played the piano in the audience, touched Nie Zheng's sword energy, and entered the piano sound, and wrote his traces with the sound of the piano, which was obtained by "Nie Zheng's secting Han Kuaishou".
As soon as this song came out, the ghosts and gods in the Han Palace were faded. Nearly half of the 800 guards of the Han Palace died, and birds disappeared in the sky. In the palace, no grass grew in the sixty years.
Nie Wang also died of anger, and the Qin was buried in the audience. King Han changed his brilliance, and everyone in the world knew Nie Zheng's swordsmanship. All the countries of Jin, Chu, Qi and Wei passed it on...
Therefore, the sword of Bai Hong Guan Ri was created by Nie Zheng. Nie He used the piano to feel the sword energy in Nie Zheng's body. He hid the sword and the sound of the piano. There were also secret records of the Korean zither who communicated with the piano. When such twists and turns were spread to the Lord of Changle Pavilion, there was only a little shadow of the sword of Bai Hong Guan Ri that shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods in the past.
Before Ji Kang died in the past, he understood the Baihong sword intent with this song, and finally evolved into the great supernatural power "Guangling Zhixi".
The Lord of Changle Pavilion used this song to teach Ji Qing. Ji Qing did not practice the piano, and when he lurked in the Nine Nether Road, he turned the piano into a sword, and comprehended the sword intent in "Guangling Zhixi" to obtain the previous hundred steps.
Qian Chen vaguely felt the spirit of the sword through the sound of the piano, and then waited for Ji Qing to arrive here, turned the sword into the sound of the piano, and returned it to Ji Qing, asking him to appreciate it... The twists and turns are hard to describe all the twists and turns. Even if it is a powerful article that has spread to hundreds of people, most of the essence should be dispersed, let alone the sword arts through the technique of sword art, and the sound of the piano is achieved through the technique of sword art. After three turns, Qian Chen can still get a little shadow of the sword with just a little sword energy...
How can you not shock Ji Yuan!
Ji Feng was silent for a moment, and the five-foot long sword fell to his side, pointed to the ground diagonally, and whispered: "You are the one who has the highest sword skills I have seen in my life!"
Qian Chen nodded slightly and said, "I have learned sword skills and most of them will pass them to my senior brother. And you are all in sword skills and are no longer under my senior brother!"
Sword qualifications? That is already a bad thing for me... After learning the Tao, the qualifications for learning the sword are mediocre, but only the potential above the demonic Tao is that I am afraid of myself.
Facing a true disciple of the Nine Nether Demonic Dao who practices swordsmanship, Qian Chen, a Taoist disciple who is the only one he has seen in his life, is calm and even wants to laugh.
"I dare to ask Daming!" Ji Feng said with his sword.
"Qian Chen!"
"Ji Feng!"
Qian Chen?
He had never heard of this name within the Demon Sect, but his reaction seemed to be not a pseudonym made up casually.
Ji Qing's heart had been turned around for a few years, and seemed to have inadvertently glanced at the reactions of the demon disciples behind him. No one seemed to see any clues from the words of him and the man in white. However, the demon disciples were cunning and suspicious. No one knew if anyone would have any doubts about it. With the wolf son, Zhuyu was in front of him, Ji Qing really didn't dare to underestimate any of his junior brothers anymore.
He no longer talked about the topic of Bai Hong’s swordsmanship, but said in a deep voice: “You are the one who is trying to activate the demon sound and awaken the evil spirits here. I don’t know what it means? Since I am a disciple of the Holy Sect, why don’t you meet the elders of this sect?”
"Playing the piano is to feel the tragic disaster of the past years, and it is also to send you the end!"
Qian Chen was just determined to see the person who could cultivate Baihong swordsmanship at first sight, but he didn't know the origin of this person, so he thought he was an ordinary disciple of the true magic. Although the swordsmanship was worth seeing, Qian Chen had no interest in talking to people in the magic.
Therefore, it is straightforward. As for swordsmanship, you can appreciate it between life and death!
"Those old monsters are old and do not die. I dare not send them rashly. It is important to choose a good day!"
Qian Chen picked up the strings of the piano, and the Nine Nether Demon Thunder blew out. A tide of darkness enveloped everyone. The rolling demon sound echoed, and countless people seemed to be wailing in the Nine Nethers. The other disciples of Jiuyou Dao felt that their five senses were twisting. A little darkness expanded rapidly in front of their eyes, covering everything. The soul and soul suddenly became particularly slow. The heaven and earth seemed to be upside down in their eyes. A little thunder sounded completely and blew on their souls.
With this plucking of strings, the sword light that Ji Feng stabbed was stagnant in the sound of the piano. The several disciples of the inner sect of Jiuyou Dao who were pounced on first were wrapped in blood and stopped in the air that was pounced on Qian Chen. Then, with the sound of the piano, their bodies expanded from the inside out and dozens of times. Then, the soul and body were swallowed by the swelling darkness inside the body, and they could not even shout a wail...
Ji Feng's sword light turned and had already tore the stagnant piano sound.
A little light was like a firework, piercing out at an incredible speed. The sword light floated at the tip of the sword in one place, but it could rob the light of the sun and the moon. A flying sword with a hundred steps, a white rainbow penetrated the sun, and it appeared again...
Qian Chen voluntarily waved his left hand and cut the seven-string. The rolling sound of the Nine Nether Demons surged out like a tide, and darkness sank the void between the two.
A hundred-step flying sword!
Even Qian Chen could feel the amazing sword energy within a hundred steps and had to take action with all his strength. His right hand had already pressed under the belly of the piano. Now that his left hand was waving the sound of the piano, he turned his right hand and pulled out a sword light from the belly of the piano...
The sword light was like a horse, with a breathtaking sharpness, cutting through the tide of the Nine Nether Demon Sound and absorbing it into Ji Feng's eyes.
"Shameless!"
Ji Feng didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. When the Qin Jian fought, the other party suddenly pulled out a long knife from the abdomen of the piano and slashed it.
As soon as they met, Qian Chen used the sound of the piano to evolve sword skills to test him, and said that he would appreciate his sword skills. As a result, when the fight was officially held, he suddenly pulled out a long sword from the piano and slashed it at the head and face... What a shameless person? If this weren't the most sinister and vicious devil in the Demonic Way, he could have eaten the flying sword in his hand!
Chapter completed!